fragile, pondering soul
The misfit one,
The not enough one,
The one without wings,
The one who is sick,
Dieing each day in my thoughts
Dieing in the minds of people
Dieing so slowly when think of you

Bitter death is when you're no more for those whom you love
Death is when you die in order to
Please those whom you love

Death is murmuring slowly in my ears
Death is demanding for my soul, so slowly
Death is near, yeah, death is near
Call them here to see me for the last time

My hope will die with me when you don't rush to reach,
My...